Amongst The Dead

-Chapter 1-

warning this chapter will contain self harm so if that's triggering for you. Please don't read.

{Ash's POV}

I clumsily threw my arm to the side of my bed and hit the snooze on my alarm clock. Ugh. School today. But there was something I had to look forward to. The My Chemical Romance show I was going to after school. Yea, I couldn't wait.
My dad had been a big fan of My Chem since they first started. We used to jam out to them all the time in his car. His enthusiasm towards them rubbed off on me. He had died two years ago and left me and my mom all alone, and to put it lightly, that sucked.

'Best not to dwell on the past.' I thought to myself and shook my head standing up. I walked over to my dresser and took out some black skinny jeans, a tank top, and a My Chemical Romance hoodie. I stumbled out into the hallway and into the bathroom. Shower time. I set my clothes on the counter and watched the mirror fog up with steam. Ah, burning hot water, just the way I liked it. I undressed and hopped into the nice shower.
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I quickly got out of the shower, threw on my clothes, and started blow drying hair as fast as I could. I couldn't miss the bus, or my mom would get pissed. I straightened my hair speedily and did my eyeliner. My hair is very long, almost down to my butt. I also dye it black with red streaks. I love dying my hair and I think it really makes me unique. "Okay, my hair looks good enough." I thought to myself as I grabbed my bag and ran out the door to my bus stop. I hadn't missed it yet, and made it to the bus stop just as it was coming.
There was 3 other people who were at my stop that I didn't associate with. They were all assholes with their noses stuck up their asses. Whatever. Just had to make it through the school day.
I put my headphones in my iPod as I stepped onto the bus, walked to the back and sat down. "What's My Age Again" by Blink-182 flooded into my ears and I smiled. Today would be good. I went through about 3 songs and my friend Dylan got onto the bus. "HEYY Ash!" He sat down next to me and playfully elbowed my ribs. I pretended not to hear him but then he pulled a headphone out of my ear. I continued to pretend to not see him when he leaned in my ear and said "I said, HEYYYYYYYYYY ASHHHHHH!" He chuckled when I flinched. "HEYYY DYLAN." I mocked his enthusiasm as I messed up his hair. "Hey, no fair! I didn't ruin your appearance!" He playfully glared at me. "Oh please you can fix it easily!" I fixed his hair and it looked perfect again. "Want a headphone?" I held out an earbud for him. "Totally! Thanks! You excited for the concert after school?" He smiled at me joyfully. "OF COURSE I AM!" I fist pumped the air to show my enthusiasm. "Good!" He smiled and leaned back, closing his eyes. I sighed happily and looked out the window. I thought about Dylan. He was decently cute. He had a great jawline and high cheekbones. (So basically he had the face of Benedict Cumberbatch, but younger.) Although, his hair was longer and covered his face. His hair was the darkest shade of black it could possible be, and he had snakebite piercings on his bottom lip. Wonder what it would be like to kiss that... Ew no gross. Bad Ash.
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After a while we arrived at the school.
-sigh- school. We got off the bus and walked into the building, ready for hell. I said goodbye to him as he went to his locker. He's just about my only friend in this school. But he's rad. His locker was on the opposite end of the school sadly. Dylan was a bit of a trouble maker in school and got lower grades than me. He was failing a lot of his classes. His parents are separated and his mom does drugs. His dad decided he would raise him but recently his dad married this lady named Eleanor. She was a total bitch to Dylan and sometimes beats the shit out of him. I felt sorry for Dylan. But his Dad was cool.
Everything was going surprisingly smooth today. But of course I had to ruin it. I felt my body slam into someone else and I looked up to see the image of a Barbie doll. She must have been putting on lipstick when i bumped into her, she had a huge smear across her face.
"Watch where you're going freak." She crinkled her nose in disgust at me.

"Well maybe you should have been paying more attention in a hallway full of fucking people, instead of focusing on putting your shitty lipstick on." I defiantly said to the she-devil.